Okay. Enough already. I hate snow. Really. HATE IT. Not as much as brain tumors. Or seizures. Or cancer. But I do hate it. And we have almost a foot of it. I mean it's beautiful and all. Peaceful, quiet. At night the moon glows on the snow and it's like day in my backyard. We had sun in the middle of all this. Six degrees, but sunny. And the snow sparkled like diamond dust. But it does some ugly things. Like this: Zach got in a fender bender Tuesday. He left campus for lunch. (I KNOW! I can't believe he did that with the roads so bad, either!) And was following Greg. Kailee was following Zach. A car spun out in front of Greg, who was able to stop in time. Zach, with no ABS, slid into the back of Greg. Kailee, rather than hit Zach, slid into a ditch and took out a fence. Everyone is okay, but as you can see, the Toyota is not. And we only carry liability on it. Sigh. We drove back and forth to Richland last weekend as the snow started. We went to a basketball to...
...keep on keepin' on